Quotes About Timeless

No, I don't think rock 'n' roll will ever fade.

If all else fails and you don't know what to wear, put on a black dress, and you'll be happy.

Fame comes and goes. Longevity is the thing to aim for.

The audience will never tear Rekha and Amitabh Bachchan apart in their memory.

I don't believe that what Tears for Fears has done, and continues to do, can be pigeonholed into a genre or decade.

I don't think I've ever been accused of being faddish. I'm more Marks & Spencer than Ted Baker.

It would be amazing to write a song that could be sung 100 years from now by a teenage girl and still be relevant to her - that's a dream of songwriting, maybe.

We've been together since we've been teenagers. I can go away and disappear for two years, and when we get back together, it's like nothing ever has changed.

I knew I wanted to write about female friendship. I've got a few friends I've known since we were teenagers, who have spanned the decades, and I do find that a fascinating thing, that friendship can last that length of time.

They keep telling me that my flow's up to date, you know. I guess they thought I was gonna come back sounding... old.

Now Heaven and Earth are older than the temples, and older than the Scriptures.

The moral of a fable is eternal. The moral of a story is temporary to a story.

To these kids, dates mean very little. They live in the present, and they don't have dates for the present. there is just sunrise and sunset and then another sunrise, and the vents that take place during the day or night.

Presence remembered is presence still.

We die and everything goes on, the same as before.

Homer was thus at once contemporary in content and antique in form." - Bernard Knox

It is absurd to think that the only way to tell if a poem is lasting is to wait and see if it lasts. The right reader of a good poem can tell the moment it strikes him that he has taken an immortal wound—that he will never get over it.

Love is a fabric which never fades, no matter how often it is washed in the water of adversity and grief.

Forever encased in the amber of a writer's prose.

the deathless breath of the city.

Forty years ago, but it feels like yesterday. They don't disappear, the dead. It'd be easier if they did. I can see her so clearly. If she walked up those steps now, part of me wouldn't be surprised. She was such a vivid person.

People perish. Books are immortal.

In great art there is no beginning and end in point of time. All time is comprehended.

Those who express even a little of themselves never become old-fashioned.